We waded ashore，and moved quietly along underthe field fences.
太陽落山時，地裏的人收工回家去了。我們趟過河，借著地裏的圍籬隱蔽悄悄地走著。
The bridge was close under the castle hill . Itwas an old. high，narrow bridge. The moon was notyet up. A few lights shone，but all was quiet. Therewas no sign of a guard on the bridge.
城堡山下不遠的地方，有一座又高又窄的老橋。月亮還沒有升起，除了幾處閃爍的燈光外，萬籟俱寂，橋上似乎根本沒有人把守。
I thought we could cross at once. Alan was wiser.
我想我們可以馬上過橋，但是艾倫更加小心謹慎。他說：
“It is ve ry quie t，”he said，“but we ’ll lie he re be -hind a wa ll. We mus t be s ure .”
“四周很安靜。咱們還是在堤岸後麵躺一會兒，等有把握時再說。”
We lay there for a quarter of an hour. At lastau old woman with a stick came along. She wascoughing. She moved slowly up the curve of thebridge. We heard the sound of her steps. aud herstick and her cough，farther and farther away.
我 們在那裏躺了一刻鍾。末了，一位老太太拄著拐杖走了過來。
她不停地咳嗽，慢騰騰地走上橋的拱起處。我們聽見她的腳步聲，拐杖接觸橋麵聲和咳嗽聲漸漸地消失了。
“S he mus t be a cros s now，”I whispered.
“她肯定過橋啦。”我小聲說。
“No，”Alan replied.“He r s te p ha s a hollows ound. S he is s till on the b ridge .”
艾倫回答說：“還沒有，她腳下的聲音是空的，她還在橋上呢。”
Just then a voice cried，“Who goe s ？”Weheard the sharp sound of a gun on the stones. Thesentry had been asleep. Now he was awake，and ourchance had gone.
話音剛落，有人吆喝道：“誰？”
一支槍碰在石頭上，發出刺耳的聲響。哨兵原來睡著了，這時醒了過來，我們失掉了過橋的機會。
“This is no us e to us ，”Alan said.
“橋對我們沒有用。”艾倫說。
Without another word，he crept away throughthe fields. I followed. Then he got to his feet andstarted along a road. He was going east. What washe doing？